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The tower of the 4th century BC fortification of Aegosthena in Mount Cithaeron, surviving almost intact, with minimal restoration required. It remained in use until the end of the Byzantine period. It is considered the possibly best preserved fortification of classical antiquity in Greece and yet it is a little known archaeological site to both Greeks and tourists.
ophelia never made the best decisions when she was drinking, and tonight was no exception. she’d gone out to the club with a few other models, and while she had made the smart decision to call it an early night, and only down half of the usual shots she would’ve, mistake number one occurred when her uber passed a familiar apartment. she’d hear the rumors swirling around cami, kit, and lido --- it was hard not to, when it was all that popped up when she got on twitter, and when cami was adding fuel to the fire. and, although it was none of her business, the alcohol running through her bloodstream told her that paying her old friend a visit was a good idea. she’d been quick to tell her uber to stop, thanking him for the ride and hurrying out of the car, up to the rather unfamiliar building. the light was on, and she figured that meant he must be home, though the real question was in whether or not he was alone. she’d been about to knock on the door when it swung open, expression one of shock as she took a moment to process the situation in front of her. it was only when the male came into focus that she dropped her hand to her side, gaze hardening as she studied over him. “ where are you going, babe ? have a mystery blonde to meet up with ? ” she questioned, offering him a smirk before shouldering past him, moving into his apartment without an invitation. “ i need to talk to you. i’m sure you have beer here to drink, yeah ? and you’ve got your right hand for after i’m gone, ” she said, hardly giving him an option, turning to face him and crossing her arms over her chest. “ actually, now that i think about it. do you have rum ? and coke ? you know i love that. ” @kitheron
heyo we love/want some bella, kendall, and hailey. not to mention ma boys liam, niall and bob m. (omg this is the worst promo ever. im embarrassed) BUT THIS RP ROCKS SO JOIN it :)
bring our daddy!harry these cuties !
[text]: I'm at your door.
[ cami → kit ]: what am i supposed to meet u in the hallway??[ cami → kit ]: it should be unlocked, let urself in and bring me the cookies from the kitchen on ur way
[text]: I can't go to sleep because you're on my mind.
it was a typical night for ophelia. she’d put on her newest dress, spent more than five minutes doing her makeup, and had gone out to a number of clubs in the city. at some point, perhaps after her sixth drink of the night, she’d found someone to take her home. deep down, she wasn’t proud of the reputation she’d built up in the city, but if she was going to get shit on even when she was doing nothing but sitting at home, why shouldn’t she give them something to talk about?
the male had just fallen asleep, and ophelia had already started to pull her clothes back on, when she heard her phone vibrating from somewhere on the ground. she hurried to find it, not wanting her one night stand to wake up and ask her to stay, or worse: cuddle. she could feel her body tense as she read over the message, and the name of the person who’d sent it.
[text] from kit: i can’t go to sleep because you’re on my mind.
it was unexpected, to say the least, and ophelia felt her stomach twisting into knots as she glanced towards the male sleeping a few feet away. she blew out a sigh, grabbing the rest of her things and moving out of the bedroom, before working on a reply.
[unsent text] from ophelia: i’ve been there a few times too. i could come over???
she shook her head as she quickly deleted the words, figuring that this had to be a joke. or that kit was as drunk as she had been earlier on in the night. and, besides, who would she be if she went from one male to another in the same night?
[text] from ophelia: count sheep. take some benadryl. you’ll be fine. i’m a bit busy w someone else right now so i can’t exactly sing you a lullaby. xo
kit here xx
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